Hey! I'm soooo sorry I haven't posted in like a whole week! I was busy & my internet was completely screwed up. So I am thankful to all who are still waiting & like my story! Thank you to laurea_vean, kyesha, & Tania_Sparrow again for reviewing! You have no idea how helpful they are I how much I appreciate them! Also, sorry this next chapter is a bit on the short side, lol! I have other chapters written & waiting, so be patient! Again, I am trying to read your stories too, but I hardly have time to read the ones I usually read! Again, thank you, and here is chapter 3!

Chapter 3 Where are Our Heroes?

The son rose the next morning, shining a gleaming light into the homes of Port Royal. A light breeze drifted through the windows, tickling the residents awake. Some already were.

Elizabeth had spent the night watching and worrying and taking care of Noelle. She now stood at the window staring at the ambushed streets and weak defeated men fixing them. Her blonde hair hung in restless ringlets, cluttered around her hair like a broken bird's nest. Her eyes were surrounded by gray bags, results from endless nights of little or no sleep because of Noelle. Her eyebrows furrowed with worry at the thought that Will may never come home. She turned and looked anxiously at the sleeping Noelle, awaiting her family's fate.

If Will doesn't come home I don't know what I'll do, she thought miserably. But one thing's for sure, our baby will grow up and I will raise her myself if I have to.

*** The Black Pearl rested on the outskirts of Port Royal. Jack sat miserably on the dock, drinking rum, looking despondently at the waters.

"Jack, they could still be alive," Mr. Gibbs told the saddened pirate.

"Anamaria." Jack seemed to be pleading the ocean for his lost loves.

"Ye know, Bo`sun and his bloody crew may know where they are."

"Or I could've killed 'em. The Pearl coulda run 'em over," Jack answered with guilt in his voice.

"Now Jack! You should be ashamed of yerself! What is the first thing Anamaria would do if she and Dominique were thrown overboard?"

Jack looked up, "She would carry our daughter to safety."

"She knew your plan with the Pearl. She knows that she'd have to stay far away from it. There was lifeboats around everywhere ye looked, Jack. Also, you knew the second they were thrown overboard. I watched you let go of the wheel. Remember Jack, you stopped the ship," Mr. Gibbs pointed out.

Jack looked relieved, "So if they're gone, it isn't my fault?"

"No Jack! Not at all!" Mr. Gibbs assured his captain. "Mother's love, they aren't even dead! They probably swam to safety or got a ride on a boat. Remember, a minute later, Bo`sun's ship left."

"Aye, that was interesting how it left so quickly." Jack grew concerned, "But if for some reason, they are not ok, revenge will be mine!"

Jack dumped his bottle and stood up. "I'm going to town to get supplies. I promised Dominique I'd get her a scarf, same as mine!"

"That's the spirit Jack!" Mr. Gibbs laughed heartily, but his smile suddenly went flat. "Be careful Jack, you're a wanted man in Port Royal! They may remember the cleric from the church of England!"

Jack grinned childishly at the memory, then looked back at Mr. Gibbs with mock annoyance. "How many times have I told you, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!

*** Anamaria and Will sat in the boat, catching their breaths. The worn-out exhausted rowboat sat entangled in a thick mass of rosebush in the riverbank. Well-hidden from the rest of the world, they were finally unseen from Bo`sun's crew.

"Finally, we've lost them!" Anamaria gasped.

"We've been chased by them all night long," Will panted. "I thought I'd pass out from a the hard rowing."

The sun finally came up, casting a brilliant light among their sweaty faces. They saw each other for the first time that night.

"You're Will Turner!"

"You're Anamaria!"

The two reacquainted themselves and caught up on all that had happened in the past five years. With a worried tone, Will told Anamaria of his beautiful wife and child who probably took him for dead now. Anamaria told Will of her relationship with Jack and the child they had together. She told him stories of the Pearl and the adventures they had living on the seas. It sort of made Will think of past times.

"So that's Dominique?" he gestured to the worn-out little girl sleeping peacefully beside them.

"That she is," Anamaria smiled proudly. "And if I know Jack, he's out looking for us now. Bo`sun and his men should have all died with Barbossa. And that's exactly what will happen!"

*** Well that's it! Sorry so short! Chapter 4 will be up hopefully soon! Thanks so much for all your patience! PLEASE R & R!!!!!

~~~The Mate of Jack Sparrow